Pyschaotic Mind Of A Dying Male

| Last night I had the weirdest dream… |
| I was sleeping at a friends house… |
| He slept on the bed next to me, and abit higher than the one that I was on |
| So we slept and he woke up at around 11am… |
| I was all alone in the room sleeping and all of a sudden my dream comes |
| As I saw myself laying on the bed, a voice spoke to me on the other bed beside me… |
| ” I want to kill you Ian ” the voice said… |
| Stunned, I looked back and said ” Who the hell are you? ” |
| The voice continued in a cold cool tone ” I am a ghost… ” |
| Though afraid, I just had to ask the question… |
| ” Where are you?? ” I said |
| ” Sleeping next to you! ” the voice said… |

| I woke up, abit disoriented, and looked at the bed….nothing… |
| It really scared the shit out of me, and I was thankful it was a dream… |
| Who knows….maybe its not… |

| This is not right… |
| So tired…woo…woo… |
| The other day me and a friend of mine ran over a squierrel…you poor bastard |
| After we ran it over we didn’t see it…since it was so dark |
| And then when we were on the way to work again the next morning we say |
| A long long trail of blood leading to a furry thing on the road… |
| I guess it explained why we heard a thud… |

| Anyway, coming to Malaysia very soon… |
| Man its gonna get so boring…flying around for hours on end…. |
| That fucking sucks….T.T… |
| Oh well~…. |
| Gotta face the music~~~ |
| Peace Mofo’s~ |